The Funeral

(Verse 1)

Ay yo
My heart is ice cold
I'm from the guerrilla unit
In the concrete jungle
Swingin' from light poles
King Kong of the block
Fuck your wack soul
Slip and get jacked for your jewels
And get your rocks sold
The D's finest are ready for war
A lyrical refugee here to settle the score
Yo you need fighting lessons
You ain't ready to brawl
You just a pervert
[?] reason for thinking you're hard
Faggot ass niggas tryna' get close
He won't be satisfied
'Till he get a mac-10 to his throat
Like women you just brag and you boast
With no lyrical skill
And wonder why you ain't respected
It's real [?]
You bitch niggas couldn't walk in my shoes
You a fad like [?] Air Force One(s)
You destined to lose
When the real don't step out of line
We gon' have the game shook
Like Ja Rule when 50 got signed

(Hook x2)

Dead or alive
We prefer you dead than alive
Cause you rap niggas thinkin' you live
You been grabbin the mic
Rappin' your bullshit
Livin' a lie
We gon' celebrate the day that you die
Motherfucker

(Verse 2)

I'ma give you one second to look
By the time I get to my second bar
Your whole squad'll be shook
You can mark this one in your books
Cause I'ma make sharp niggas walk the plank
I'm the captain of hooks
You rap niggas real hard on the draw
But when it come to fist fights
You clowns got
Styrofoam through a jaw
Wanna brag cause your wrist don't[?] freeze
Let's make an exchange
See the heat?
Put the ice on me
Reportin' live is the 103
Been rockin' shows cross 8-Mile
Before it hit the DVD
I can tell that you eager to learn
Cause every time you rhyme
You flunked out
But you still ain't learned
What's the purpose
Niggas stop rappin
Start workin
When it comes to you and hip hop
It ain't workin
Put the mic back where it stands
Everybody got a place
And yours
Is in the crowd with the fans

(Hook x2)

Dead or alive
We prefer you dead than alive
Cause you rap niggas thinkin' you live
You been grabbin the mic
Rappin' your bullshit
Livin' a lie
We gon' celebrate the day that you die
Motherfucker